8 Mayıs 2014 Perşembe

4. E: Creative Writing

It is raining outside and I am writing this to lock into the chest. I will talk about a memory of mine. I was a child, I used to call the water "va". It was very early times that I used to say only "va" not even "give me va". Only our relatives and my mother could understand this. If I were in strangers, I wonder how I would express my need for water.

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